Soldier, student, seer: it doesn’t matter. Looking into the void we can't help but marvel, ponder, feel something shared and private at the same time.
We’re all awash in tidal waves of information, yet there’s rarely a sense of anything being a surprise anymore. There’s just an endless stream of “have you gotten to it, yet?”, and that’s not even close to knowing about something awesome that others may not have yet found.
How much are you worth? If you’re trying to project a sentiment designed to entice someone to open his or her wallet for your services, it’s essential that you’re honest with yourself first.
You’re always taking stock of your past, the decisions you’ve made that got you to this moment, and you wonder if you’re on a trajectory that’s still climbing or already settled sneakily into a long slow descent. You look back to look forward.
I grew up wanting to believe that the majority of my fellow Americans actually understood the oft-repeated words that purport to be founding principles of the country.
When technology becomes a cultural pursuit in and of itself, our collective humanity suffers.
When a creative person or team will only accept the absolute best, the one-and-only solution for solving an aesthetic problem, the project is destined or a bumpy ride and the chances of overall success go down.
Prestige used to be about what someone did or said or created. Contemporary prestige is now about accumulation of influence.
When we presume we know how a person or a scenario or a sight or a sound should be, our stereotypes limit us from dreaming deeper.
Science needs the arts and arts needs the sciences. More to the point, greater culture needs healthy conditions for both. Without the arts and sciences thriving simultaneously, culture can never be more than a day-to-day monotony, without purpose.